Freaky Tuesday

Yeah, I know its not Tuesday. I had written this 2 days back, and I thought I had saved it; apparently I didn’t. So it is not as detailed as it was before. I’m too lazy to type the whole thing again.

My sister (yes, I have a sister!) and me decided to go shopping two days back. We hopped into the sad two-wheeler of mine and started off. Now, ya’ll know how bad the roads are, I don’t really have to spell that out. Me (and my great brain) decided to take a short cut, so that I could beat the bad traffic. Unfortunately the road that I chose had more of potholes than the road it self.

With my sister cribbing about the roads, and me telling her to shut up, we moved on. As I was maneuvering the potholes, suddenly the kinetic just started going ahead, without me accelerating it! I mean, I was just pressing the brakes as tightly as I can, and the stupid thing was going fast? What the…

And as I was trying to stop the vehicle, what exactly does my sister do? She laughs. Yes, and uncontrollably at that. Anyway, I switched off the vehicle and stopped on the road. My sister is still laughing. I ask her, what’s so funny? No reply. Why? Coz she’s laughing.

So I am wondering what to do. And the sister comes up with a brilliant idea. Take it to a service station. They’ll tell you what to do.

Problem? The service station is almost 2 kilometers away. So I told her to go home walking and decided to try to go there on the kinetic. And weirdly, when I started it, it was fine! So I told my sister to sit, and we were off again. We reached a signal, and we were waiting for it to become green. And some guy from behind started honking repeatedly. It was getting on my nerves, so I turned back and looked at him. My sister was laughing again. He was gesturing something wildly, which of course I did not understand. Finally, my sister got what he was saying. The air in the tire was less.

So we took a deviation. Reached a petrol bunk after a kilometer. Put air. Off again. Finally. I was hoping that nothing else would happen.

And then what happens? Yup, a puncture. It had to happen, didn’t it? (She was laughing again. I guess some crazy bug bit her.) So then we had to push the kinetic till the nearest repair shop, which was, like half a kilometer away. Not really far, but it seemed very heavy and the road was a little uphill. Both of us were pushing it. Taking a lot of breaks in the middle. And I realized that I was so not fit. And it was so damn hot.

Got the puncture repaired. After an hour that is. Why you ask? Yeah, because it was lunch hour. Finally we went back home, coz we were really tired of the whole thing.

This is again a post that makes no sense at all. Just want to remember it as the days go by… I just realized that I am not weird, but all the weird things happen to me!